My Mum

Aggrandize the case scenario
What’s the point in having
A baby if you don’t want to
Love it after it grows up?
Sweep it under the rug
They say no one will know
The process of grieving
Coexisting walking along side you
Several states between us
I counted at least three
How many miles can I see?
Eighteen thousand and eight
Twenty six hours I-84 E to I-80 E
The absence of it is the same
As living with it being even
Equal to the desolate drudging
Saved up for the living nobody’s home
A phone call away yet
How would you know if you
Never sent a card never
Wrote a line never called to find
Out if l’m dead or if I’m alive
You couldn’t know
Could be afraid to find out so
You’d find out later like
A phone call from a coroner
Or a stranger dialing in
Somehow I suppose they’ll
Figure your location but I’m not sure
The approach
You are so independent
So self sufficient
I saved your number in
My phone as mom just in case
Make it easy to designate
Who to call if they found me
On the floor, who it is that you are?
Now that I am out of the nest
Many years have passed
Living my life and all the rest
You did your cuckoo’s best
Sending me along now I’m free to fly
Who cares where or why sing the song
The actions of how much you care
Seem to hang vacantly as we stare
Without your daily presence
No anger on my part
Filling forgiveness
Up from the heart
The only constant is
To know that you will go
You will disappear again
It’s difficult to be a mum I’m sure
Or even a friend I’ve heard in the end
You’ve done as good as you could
Although I wish you
To be what you would for a lot more
Thank you for your attendance
When you have had it to give
No reason to hold it against you
You gave me a life to live
Though I’m not sure you’d feel it
My life that is if I lost it
Even if I did

© GÄ